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Who else has our permission (without reproach or punishment) to tear our eyeglasses off our nose and throw them aside? The patience we lose so easily on other occasions, here it never abandons us. This little rampaging baby (our baby) has brought out in us an angelic patience that has become our second nature. What the baby does is just what it is: tearing the glasses off our nose and throwing them aside (with pleasure). No admonishing voice demands that we put a stop to this. This is how we are (we want to be like this more often), we think, why don’t we go outside and find someone to tear the glasses off our nose and throw them aside?